Friday, July 26, 2013

.342 day 319

dear i-self allah (isa): welcome to the world, my beautiful little nephew. 

born at home among family and midwives, while my older brother, supreme, rubbed away birthing pains and celeste (sayeeda's oldest) became, both, blessing and comfort during labor. so eager to reach the world that new mama, to the fifth power, didn't even make it to her birthing pool. rolled over to better position herself, and there isa came, while sa was still bent on all fours. never even cried when he entered the world. just calm and peace and certainty and nursing right away and pooping soon after and his spirit, like he's been here before, and his being just happy to be here again. 

he was just eight hours old when we officially met, his eyes bright and wide and wondrous, his cries, teeny, tiny and barely there, his body filled with an adorably chunky, seven healthy pounds. he's a cherished soul to have been born to such a pair. natural parents with natural remedies and a natural future already prepped for him to flourish in. i loved him instantly and i am beyond excited to see who he will become. one day i'll tell him how our family breeds great babies with great talent and even greater spirits and how he is the latest of a long line of newbies who were sent to change the world. yes, this is what i will tell him, and this is what he will know, so when this world challenges him, as it does all little brown boys, he'll hear these words inside his head and remember them above all others. 

dear isa: you are special. you are cherished. and your soul has value.

love, aunt b.

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